Yuan Youwei felt somewhat self-satisfied in her heart, believing that as long as she aligned herself with Ji Mingyue, based on Han Li's conduct over the past half month, he would not easily harm either of them. This alliance would allow them to maintain their Primordial Yin Bodies. Had it been only her, she would have been isolated and vulnerable, which felt much less secure.
Unfortunately, Yuan Youwei was mistaken. She didn't understand Han Li at all. Most of his behavior during these days was a facade, and her actions would only exhaust his last bit of patience, ultimately backfiring on her.
But Yuan Youwei didn't know this.
Every word spoken by Yuan Youwei struck Ji Mingyue's cultivator's heart like a heavy hammer, her complexion turning deathly pale and leaving her even more at a loss.
Looking at Yuan Youwei's cold and peerless departing figure, Ji Mingyue's delicate lips were tightly pursed, silent, waging an internal battle within her heart.